“ ass puss ! ” I growled, walking out of the H.R. theatre director's office.

I got called down there to be informed that there was a sexual Harassment probe being levied against me.

I work in the military service department for a major tech ship's company. There are several departments within the company. You have the Executives, of trend, Admin, Marketing, Sales, and Service.

I started almost 10 class ago, and quickly climbed the run up to the number two position. The exclusively guy above me was the inspection and repair Manager, but even he would admit that I know far more than he does. I'm just biding my time, until he gets promoted and I slip into his position, or I just say “ Fuck It " and leave behind to go somewhere else. At this bit, I'm leaning towards the latter.

The Sales Department is almost a continually orb door. Almost all of them are young, good looking guys and fille. They run around all the time, flaunting their looks, and flirting, in ordering to make gross sales. Those who don't make their numbers, are shown the door.

A handful of them have weathered the tempest, and have been there almost as long as me. They also use me to help them get sales, asking me technical interrogation, or having me talk to some of their potential customers, who speak geek. I usually don't head helping out.

There was a mass push for a new production that we were selling, and the company beefed up the gross sales Force in order to advertise it heavily out into the marketplace. In comes the Newbies, along with the reason that I was called up to H.R.

Cynthia Matthew Arnold was a young, Twentysomething, that was an absolute Goddess. There wasn't a physical fault on her. She was perfection, and she knew it. She walked around wearing in high spirits heels, and super short annulus with blouses that always show off her ample breasts. It was almost impossible to look this female child in the centre. Even with her confident personality.

She learned literal quick, from the veterans, to follow to me if she needed technical advice, or had questions. It was mulct by me, but like I said, it was voiceless to depend her in the eyes.

She'd bend over at my desk, giving me a full view of her sizable nipple, whenever she was trying to point something out. One time, I was in the workshop working, and laying on my backrest to get up under the machine. She came over, and stood right above me.

“ You could be really naughty from down there. ” She said, getting my attention.

I poked my head out, and had a perfect view up her skirt, with her smiling down at me. She didn't even try to hide her modesty. I had an unobstructed view up her skirt, with her wooden leg spread slightly, and seeing her barely there melanize G-string panties, with mesh movement, seeing enough to tell that she was completely shaved.

Things like that happened all the time, and I honestly think that she got off on it. Then, out of the bluing, she files a Sexual torment ill against me. To say I was pissed, was a earthy understatement.

I wouldn't talking to anybody for weeks. My boss wouldn't even try to come bother me. I just stuck to myself, and poured everything into work. On my off time, I was also looking for a new job.

Sales rep were coming to me for help, and I was turning them away, sending them to my boss. I felt bad about it, because he was getting swamped, and the rest of the sale reps were having to wait, but I was getting screwed by one of them. I wasn't going to do anything that could pile onto the ship's company's investigation.

With an office full of sales agreement repp, the previous sales Rep decided to try to be sneak, and come to me. Of all masses, it was Cynthia. The gripe actually had the nerve to try to get along ask for help, after she filed a intimate Harassment Complaint against me !

“ Kyle, Joe looks swamped, and I really postulate help. I heard that you weren't helping out anybody anymore, but do you think that you could help me out this one last time, Please ? I really need this deal. ” She begged as if everything was normal.

“ Are you fucking kidding me right now ? You're the cause that I'm not helping people, because of your Bullshit H.R. charge. I'm not even supposed to be talking to you right now. ” I said, not believing the audacity of this girl. Then I got pissed. “ Get the fuck out of my shop class ! If you fucking ask help, get the shtup in line, and hold for Joe ! ”

Joe's post was in the corner of the shop class, and my yelling grabbed the attention of several Sales Reps, and Joe himself. I was fuming. I looked over at Joe, who poked his head out of his office to see what all the shouting was about.

“ I'm going the fuck nursing home early. ” I growled to him. Then looked back at a shocked Cynthia, in her optic, without any issues, and just walked out.

I didn't really even hold a shit anymore. It was Friday, I was pissed, I didn't need to be around there, and especially her. I clocked out on my computer, and stormed out. Joe didn't even say a affair to me.

I got into my truck, and left. The first full stop that I made, was to the liquor shop. Then I drove straight home.

I changed into a pair of shorts, made a beverage, and flopped my ass onto the cast. I looked for something to calm myself down, and found a baseball game on. That was one good thing about leaving study early, I caught the 1 o'clock Yank biz, and it was against the Red Sox.

The biz ended at 5. I was already almost halfway through the feeding bottle. I had long entrust study at work, and a Yankees win just put me into an even better mood. But, I was getting thirsty, and went searching for something to eat.

I found some burgers in the fridge. So, I fired up the grill, and got to cooking. After eating, I flopped back onto the couch, with a refreshful drink. The intoxicant, and the food was making me oscitant. I kept fighting it, watching the next game, Astros vs the bluing Jays.

Just as I was about to nod off, a knock on my door woke me back up. I was startled completely awake. A 2d knock alerted me as to why I was awake.

I groaned, and stood up, swaying a minuscule bit. Then made my way to the door. I opened it to observe Joe standing there.

“ Hey Kyle, I just wanted to swing by, and see if you were alright. I've never seen, or even heard of, you flipping out like that. H.R. gave me the heads up about what's going on, and I'm here to tell you, that even they think the case is flimsy at best. ” He said. “ I'm not supposed to assure you this, but they think that it was just a ploy by her, to maintain her job. Apparently, she's on the chopping block, and they think that this was an effort keep back her job just a short longer. ”

“ And, in the lag, I get a permanent record book in my filing cabinet, even if no evidence is there to support it. ” I said. “ Unless by some miracle, she retracts her complaint. ”

“ Even if it is, you're still at the top of the inclination to take my job. inferno, I have to contend for everything that I have now, just to sustain you from just taking the job away from me. ” He joked, trying to cheer me up. “ Just keep your headspring up, and let this shit blow over. faith me, everyone wants the old you back. ”

“ Sure, thanks for coming all the way out here. ” I said.

He half smiled, and clapped me on the berm before he left. I live in a very secluded area, just on the fringe of Ithiel Town. I knew that it was a rise for him to amount out and check on me. I did take account the effort.

I waved as I watched him drive down the driveway. Then closed the doorway. All the drinking finally got to me. I really had to piss.

I just tucked my rubble away, and flushed, when there was another whang at the door. I figured that Joe must have forgotten something.

“ What did you block ? ” I asked, opening the door. Then I got angry. “ What the nooky are you doing here ? How the shtup did you even find out where I live ? ”

Artemis was standing there, holding a file folder in her hands.

“ I followed Joe. ” She said. “ Please, I need your help. I asked Joe, but he was useless. They're about to sack me. Please, I'm sorry for filing that complaint, but I needed just a little more time to land this deal, and salve my job. I need this job. I've over extended myself, and if I get fired, I'm going to recede everything. ”

“ And, why the fuck should I care ? ” I growled, and was sobering up quickly. “ You getting fire will discharge this complaint against me, immediately. ”

“ Because, I know that you're a really serious guy, and I'm willing to do anything to make it up to you. Just please help me. ” She begged.

“ Really respectable guy, huh ? Anything ? ” I asked, getting evil thoughts in my heading, and wide-cut intending to act on them.

“ Anything. My meeting is with them is on Monday. ” She said.

“ Strip. ” I simply said.

“ What ? ! ” She asked, actually surprised.

“ Take off all of your clothes. ” I said, more plainly.

“ If I take off all of my clothes, then, you'll serve me ? ” She asked, sounding uncertain.

“ No, that's just for entrant. You'll have to do a lot more that just get naked, for me to help oneself you. ” I said.

“ What else do I have to do ? ” Her voice trembled.

“ Never mind, you're not serious about doing anything. So, you must not need my help all that badly. thoroughly luck on Monday. ” I said, starting to close the door.

“ Wait, delay, wait, postponement ! Ok, I'll do it ! ” She panicked, getting me to afford the door up again.

I didn't say anything. I just watched her, and waited. She hesitated a moment More, then started to slowly unbutton her blouse. Her hands were shaking, but she eventually got all four button undone.

I watched as she slipped her blouse off her shoulder joint, one at a time. She still had that file in her hand, so she had to. Then it hit the nominal head porch.

She unzipped the rachis of her skirt, and let it accrue down to her mortise joint. She reached between her breast, that was almost spilling out of her thin lacy bra. With a snap of her finger, her bra looked like it exploded out, as the cupful came flying outward. She pulled it off her arms, and let it return on the porch.

I was in heaven. Her tits seemed to hold gravity. They barely dropped when her bra came off, and that's some feat with the size that they were. I was careful not to show it.

She hooked the strings on her hips, and pushed her panties down, letting them fall down with her bird. Then stepped out of them. Lastly, she kicked her heels off to the side.

She as stood there completely naked, with her arms down at her English, and her auburn colored pilus covering her eyes, as she was looking down. Everything was on display for me, and she looked even more incredible naked, then she did dressed up. But, she didn't seem like her confidant self at that moment.

“ parting the dress. do on in. ” I said, causing her to look up a little.

She hesitantly took the foremost whole tone. Then quickly hurried in preceding me. I closed the door, and followed her into the living room, watching her ass sway as she shuffled.

She stopped in the middle of the room. I passed her, sitting back down on the couch.

“ You want my help ? You follow my rules. You do whatever I tell you to. If, you don't, or even waver, the deal's off, you can walk your ass out of here, and get stool canned on Mon. Do you understand ? ” I asked, getting a school principal nod from her.

“ Let me see the file. ” I said.

She came over, standing just off to the side of me, holding the filing cabinet out. I took it from her, and opened it. I started reading it, and only made it through the first few sentences before I got frustrated. There was already several proficient errors in her demonstration, and anybody who knew anything would take in just walked out on her.

I sighed as I put the open folder down on the coffee table in front of me. Then I quickly reached up, and grabbed her nipple between the metacarpophalangeal joint of my index finger, and my pollex, squeezing it.

She screamed out in both pain, and surprise. She pressed her hands into the side of her thighs, fighting the impulse to slap my hand away, or try to snaffle my wrist to pull it away.

“ You've been working at this company for six months, and you still don't even have a clue as to the ass basics. ” I said calmly, watching her squeeze her eyes tight, and biting the inside of her lips to keep on from crying out.

“ We're going to play a game. ” I told her. “ You're going to lay across my lap while I read that piece of shucks that you just handed me. And, every time I come across a mistake, I'm going to slap your ass. We're got to restrain the game going until one of two things happens. Either you're going to get up and leave, in which I win, or you're going to ride out there and take all of the spankings, in which you win. So, let's start. ”

I pulled her tit down, causing her to follow.

“ Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow ! ” She cried, as I pulled her face down onto my lap.

I positioned her right hand where I wanted her, before letting her teat go, and picking up the filing cabinet. I had my other hand resting on her ass. Then I started reading out loud.

Smack, tang, smack, smack, smack, tang, smack, smacking, smacking, big H !

I had spanked her ten fourth dimension before the first paragraph was done. Her ass was pink, and she was starting to squirm.

I reached fifty by the time I got halfway through the first gear page. Her ass was red, and she was crying and sobbing.

I reach a hundred by the time I got halfway through the second Page. Her ass was deep red, my handwriting was stinging, and she was screaming, crying, and kicking her understructure onto the couch.

I reached a hundred twenty-five by the end, and was seriously storm that she stayed there. My hand was on ardor, and I could see that her ass was too. She was wax on crying. Her entire body was shaking, and she was hyperventilating.

I was running my handwriting over her ass, trying to get feeling back into my handwriting. I noticed that every metre my hand reach the buns of her ass, her legs would circularise a picayune bit each fourth dimension. I kept rubbing until her branch spread enough for me to fit my hand in between them.

I slipped my deal down in between her legs, and found that her pussy was soaked. I shoved my thumb up inside of her, and my early four fingers found her button. It only took a few swipes of my fingers for her to cum into my hand. Her pussy exploded violently, showering my deal in her juices.

“ Ung ! Oh God ! ” She cried out, between sobs.

Her body locked up for a moment. Then went into sporadic swirl. Her breath was heaving, and labored.

I pulled my hand out, and it was literally dripping off onto her ass. I slapped her ass with my former hand, getting a whimper out of her.

“ Get up off me, and kneel down on the story, at my feet. ” I told her. She slid gingerly off my lap, and onto the floor.

She kneeled at my animal foot, looking down at her hand, that were on her genu. Her makeup and eyeliner was running down her face.

“ Are you proud of this presentation ? ” I asked.

“ No. ” She said, meekly.

“ Lick my paw clean and jerk, while I try to figure out how to fix this garbage. ” I said, holding my handwriting out in presence of her face.

To my surprise, she didn't even hesitate. She almost seemed to have an enthusiasm toward the task, as she sucked on one of my finger, swirling her tongue around it.

All of this made me hard, but I wanted to hold off a minuscule longer for that. I was having fun just humiliating her. To see a normally surefooted woman reduced to this was fun, and I was almost getting a power high from it.

I made a few mental eminence, trying my hardest to concentrate on the paper, instead of her backtalk. All too soon, she was done cleaning my hand. I could feel it, but she continued with her undertaking. I didn't want her efforts to be for zero though.

“ Go out into the kitchen, mix me a Jack and Coke, three fingers, bring it back out here, put it on the coffee table, and return back to this position. ” I told her.

Then watched her as she got up, and went out into the kitchen. She was moving kind of gingerly still. Her ass was still blazing red.

I reached over and grabbed a pen off the end table. I was about to start writing some Federal Reserve note, when an approximation struck me. I pulled off my shorts, and scooted a little confining to the end of the couch. Now I was as au naturel as her. I wanted to see her chemical reaction when she came back into the elbow room, and to see if she took up her first dapple on the storey, or actually took the spot at my feet.

I started writing note of hand on the report, and waited. She gasped she came back into the room. I might have only been blessed with norm looks, but I was blessed with a huge hawkshaw. It was 12 ” long, hard, and just under 6 ” around, and I was as intemperate as a rock, with the oral sex of my hawkshaw resting on my stomach.

I ignored her, continuing to write eminence, and waiting to see what she would do. She stopped where she was before, for only a moment. Then came over, and leaning over me so that her teat were in my face, and placed my drink on the end table. Then knelt at my feet.

I continued to push aside her for a few minutes, but glanced at her a few times. She was looking at her script a yoke of clip, and up at my hawkshaw a couple others.

“ make yourself useful, and suck in my dick while I'm interfering fixing this garbage. ” I said, without taking my eyes off of the papers.

I caught movement out of the nook of my eye, and quickly glanced over at her. Her cheek was as red as her ass, but she went for it.

Her tiny fingers gently wrapped around the middle of my beam of light, pulling my prick out towards her. Then she placed the head word into her mouth, sealing her lips around it. She slowly started to swallow it, swirling her tongue around it, coating it as it entered further into her mouth.

She got a little lupus erythematosus than half way down onto my putz, before it bumped the back of her throat. Her physical structure lurched as her gag reflex kicked in, and she coughed, sending spit and slobber down the shaft of my dick.

She used her other hired man, and jerked the bottom one-half of my hawkshaw, as she suck the top half. It felt ok, and I let it go on for a little while before I said anything about it.

“ I said soak up my dick, not jerk me off. ” I said, not even looking up.

She took her hands off my dick, and placed them back on her knees. My prick was still in her mouth, and her chief started to bob.

She was playing it safe, and only taking me into her mouth as far as she did when her men were helping her.

“ So, you're going to half ass that, like you did with this fucking paper ? ” I asked, with an sharpness to my voice.

She readjusted her lieu, getting gamy up on her knee, and put some more into her hawkshaw sucking. She kept smashing the back of her pharynx down onto the tip of my dick every time, causing her unscathed consistence to keel and gag.

I kept making notes, letting that go on for another ten min. It was a real encouragement to my ego, but it wasn't getting me any closer to cumming.

“ You're fucking worthless. You can't do up a fucking presentation right, and you can't even give a comely fucking blowjob correctly. You seem to need service with even that. ” I said, scolding her. “ So, here it is. If you don't get your lips wrapped around the base of my tool in the future ten minutes, I'm going to turn you over this fucking couch, and fuck that sore ass of yours, using only the fucking tongue and drool that you've coated my prick with for lube. Then after I've thoroughly pounded your ass, I'm going to force my altogether cock into that lying sass of yours, until your lips are wrapped around the base. I'm taking my own screwing clock time to serve your worthless ass, the least you can do is exhibit a little gratitude. ”

She closed her center, with my dick still in her mouthpiece, and shivered. Then put some more gusto into it. She was desperately trying to break the read/write head of my tool past the vertebral column of her throat with every sup. She didn't even neutralise any clip with pulling my peter out of her mouth to cough. She just coughed through her nose, and kept at it.

I stopped writing notes, put down the Indian file and pen, and watched her desperately trying to get me into her pharynx. With a minute of arc left field, she even grabbed my ass, and pulled, to try to force it in.

“ metre up. ” I said, pulling her hair to take her boldness off of my dick.

I still held her hair when I stood up, pulling her up to her feet with me.

“ Oh God no ! Please, delight just make me another twosome of arcminute ? ! I almost got it ! I just need a little bit more than time ! ” She begged, almost panicking, as I pulled her up onto the couch, leaning on the back of it.

“ If you're not ready on Monday, and you ask them for an extension, will you get the sales event ? ” I asked, letting go of her hair, and lifting her ass up a little.

“ No. ” She cried, as I placed the principal of my dick onto her tight piffling hole.

“ Then this is a teachable moment. ” I said, starting to weight-lift forward. She reached back, trying to push back on my articulatio coxae or legs. I took both of her weaponry, pulling them behind her back, crossed. To her credit, she didn't move them again, even when I let them go to take out on her hips.

“ Oh God, Oh God, Oh God, Oh God ! ” She cried, repeating herself over and over as I increased pressure. “ Please be gentle ? This is my number 1 time. ”

“ object lesson are supposed to be painful. That's how we learn. ” I said, pulling back on her pelvic arch, and thrusting mine forward.

The headspring of my dick busted in, followed by a few in of my shaft. Cynthia screamed out in pain, and cried. I gave her no meter to get oblige, as I pushed a couple more inches in. She screamed the whole time, begging incoherently, as I started sawing into her ass, drilling More of my shaft up into her ass.

I didn't stoppage until my integral cock was up in her ass, and my hips were sealed to her ass brass. I could feel the heat radiating from them still. Her voice was sounding a little scratchy from all of the vociferation and screaming that she was doing.

But, she never said to terminate. Nor did she even try to pull away. She stayed kneeling on the couch, with her helping hand behind her back, and took whatever I dished out to her.

I only waited for a here and now before I pulled back. She calmed down a petty When I did. I pulled until only the heading was left inside, the reversion myself, drilling back into her. Her screaming and crying kicked back up when that happened.

I started off slow, taking long wide-cut strokes for a while. I waited for her hysteria to dial down. Then I picked up the footstep, and add a little more force. She grunted and groaned as I drilled into her. Then yelped and whimpered when my hips slapped off of her ass.

Finally, when I felt her loosen up a lilliputian, I reached around and squeezed her tits as hard as I could, and really started hammering into her. She clamped her mouth shut, to keep from crying aloud. She made a unwavering humming sound as she tried to keep in her crying, with a high pitched noise whenever I slapped up against her ass.

I really did need to feed her my stopcock after I pulled it out of her ass, but her ass felt too goodness for me to stop, and with a final exam jabbing, I pulled on her nipple as hard as I could, burying my dick up her ass as far as possible, and unleashed what felt like a congius of cum up into her bowels.

She let out a uninterrupted gamey pitched scream, and I felt her dickhead pulsating around the theme of my dick, and something wet spraying all over my thighs.

Then I felt her go limp. After the last rope of cum plastered her interior, I loosened my detainment on her mammilla, and she slid sideways, down the spinal column of my couch, until she was laying on her side. I could see her boob heaving with every breath that she took. So I knew that she was alive.

I pulled my cock out of her ass, leaving it gapping blanket. I never fucked a chic in the ass before. None of the women that I ever slept with would ever let me, because of my size of it. So, I was watching hers still pulsing a little, and slowly closed. Just before it closed all the way, a gob of my cum pushed out, and trickled down her ass cheek.

I went out onto the battlefront porch, and gathered all of her clothes, bringing them inside. I used her blouse to strip up my cum off her ass, and her cum off of both of our legs.

I scooped her up into my arms, causing her to moan a whine in her sleep, and carried her up to my bed. I tucked her in, and headed back downstairs. I pulled out my Surface Pro, and got to work.

It was well past midnight, and I finished the remainder of my bottle, before I called it a night. I locked up, and shut everything down. Then went up to bed. I crawled into bed next to Cynthia, and passed out.

I was woken up a duad of times throughout the Night. The number one time was when Cynthia scooted back into me. Her ass bumped into my hip, and she let out a whimper. The second was when I was on my backbone, and she rolled over to snuggle up to me. Her tit pressed into my side, and she whimpered again.

I woke up tardily morning with her still snuggled up to me, kissing and licking my tit, and stroking my cock, which was already hard.

“ good morning. ” She purred, once she noticed that I was awake. “ We never got to stop what we started live on Night. I'm sorry. I passed out. ”

“ You seriously desire to a greater extent ? ” I asked, causing her to giggle.

“ I know. ballock, huh ? ” She smiled. “ I seriously thought about walking out lowest Nox, a few times. ”

“ What made you appease ? ” I asked, causing her to sigh.

“ My parents never punished me, and every guy I've ever dated has treated me like fine China. I know that I'm beautiful, I've been told so my whole life, and everybody feels the need to carry on beauty. ” She said. “ But, finish night, you saw right through that, and gave me what I needed, what I deserved. What I did to you was pretty shitty, and I deserved to be punished for it. I knew that. The humiliation was bad enough, but once the nuisance started, I was set up to walk out. Then something happened. I reached a point in time where I started to enjoy the hurting and degradation. It actually turned me on. You turned me on. You were so commanding, and authoritative. You gave me what I deserved, and told me what should experience been told to me long ago. ”

“ So, you liked what happened finale night ? ” I asked.

“ I think that I fell in love with you last night. ” She said, with all seriousness.

“ Love me ? ! ” I asked, taken aback.

“ erotic love hurts sometimes. ” She said, nipping at my nipple.

I yanked her off by her hair, and kissed her forcefully. She melted into me, as she kissed me back. I reached down, and grabbed her ass, causing her to yelp.

“ I think you bruised my ass live on night. ” She said, looking down at her nipple. “ I know you bruised these. ”

I looked at her bosom, and there were bruises. I rolled her onto her venter, and flipped the blanket down. Her ass was covered with them.

“ Yeah, you're going to feel it for a while. ” I said. “ If it's any solace, my hand is still sore. ”

“ Yeah, that's a big help. ” She laughed, pushing me onto my backrest. Then moved between my legs. “ I was so close end night. ”

Then she picked up my dick, and put it into her mouth. She started blowing me like she first did the night before. Then she quickly moved on to what she was doing before I ass fucked her.

She took my manus, and placed them onto the back of her head. Then pushed on them, hinting at what she wanted me to do.

She went at it again. I let her ingest at it for a spell. Then, when she to the lowest degree suspected it, I shoved her top dog. The head of my cock busted past the back of her throat, and into it. Her nose quickly got buried in my pubic hair, and her chin was brushing my nut sack.

It surprised her at first base, but then she instantly got excited. She brushed my hired man off her head, and started really sucking my dick. It was the number one meter that any woman was capable to deep throat me, and I was in Shangri-la. I just laid back, and enjoyed it.

She blew me for almost half an 60 minutes. She pulled my dick out of her mouth, looking up at me in disappointment.

“ Am I not doing it right ? ” She asked, hoarsely.

“ High stamina. ” I said, pulling her up succeeding to me.

I spooned her, reaching down between us, and moving my dick to her pussy. She was wet, but it was still a tight fit for me. I had to play it in a lilliputian at a time, until I was pressed into her ass.

She whimpered when I was against her ass, even more so when I started playing with her nipple. But, once I actually started fucking her, the whimpering quickly turned to moaning. I used one manus to play with her knocker, and the other to hold her pilus as I was kissing and sucking on the back of her neck.

It wasn't long before she came. Then I really started fucking her, long and hard. I didn't stop until I came. She came three more meter while I was fucking her, and a final time when I came inside of her.

“ Holy shit ! ” She said. “ I am definitely in love. ”

We laid there for a good long while, before getting up, and showering together. She wore one of my t-shirts after the shower, which was way too big for her, but it covered her ass. Then she made breakfast for me.

While she was in the kitchen, I pulled out my Surface Pro, reviewed what I did the night before, and finished everything else after that. I was done before she even brought out my food, and had it saved onto a thumb drive.

We spent the relief of the day talking about everything, except for work. bring never came up at all. That night, we fucked and sucked until well after midnight. She even rode me in her ass.

The next day, she had to go nursing home to get some errands done. She got dressed in the clothes that she came over in Friday night, even with the cum stain on her blouse.

I walked out to her car, and kissed her good-by. Then handed her the quarter round drive.

“ What's this ? ” She asked.

“ Your presentation. ” I told her.

“ Holy shit ! I've been so wrapped up in us, that I totally forgot about this. Thank you, Baby. ” She said, giving me another kiss.

Then she got in her car, and left. I fiddled around the house all day. Then went to bed early. I was exhausted from the weekend.

I showed up at work the next morning feeling more like my old self than I had in weeks. I knew that Cynthia had her intro initiative thing in the morning. I got a shout from H.R. just after lunch, telling me that the Sexual torment ill had been dropped and expunged from my file.

I didn't see or hear from Artemis at all that day. I showed up at employment the next day, to feel a prospicient wrapped box sitting on my desk. The card on it read, “ To protect your hand ".

There was no name, but I knew who it was from. I chuckled when I opened the box to find a horseback riding crop.

Son spread around the building that Cynthia nailed it, and made the biggest flock the company had ever had before. It was also announced that she had been promoted up to subject history because of it.

I didn't hear anything from her at all again that day.

I just finished dinner that dark, when there was a roast at my threshold. I opened it to find Artemis standing there, naked, with a file folder in her hand.

“ I'm sorry that I haven't had time to see you, but they promoted me, and had me hit the primer coat running. ” She said, looking downward. “ Did you get my pose ? ”

“ Yeah, it's sitting on my coffee table. ” I said.

“ Well, I was hoping that you would be capable to take a look at this presentment, and tell me what you think ? ” She asked, still looking downward, but with a slight gin.

She moved in a month later.